She looks like a Christmas tree. Matilda is getting ready to put on her MardiGras face. I don't know where she's going looking like that! She's grinning; she's happy.
It must be chilly-she has a jacket, a light jacket. I hope she's going to do something with that hair. She did-she covered it! It's red now.
May this is an East Side celebration. She's got her lipstick on.
Her husband Ferdinand is a professional photographer. He takes the picture of her. She's gonna dance later.
She's going to a party by herself; he's in the dog house. She's disguising herself. She doesn't want anyone to see her. She doesn't have rings on her fingers. She's trying to catch a man!
She's going to be the center of attention-gotta wonder what's wrong. She has oddities. I can't imagine looking like that going anywhere!
"Look at me, all dressed up and nowhere to go!" She goes to a party.
Her daughter told her to be back by 10:00. You know how children get, they think they can tell you what to do after awhile. Forget who's the mother and who's the child.
She had a good time. She was dancin'. She's at a fiesta in New Orleans.
All the women at the party are laughing at her. They say "couldn't you have found a better outfit? How could she catch a husband like that?"
She might catch a man with that pretty hair and her mask on. She looks like a party girl!
She already has a husband, so she goes home to him. He apologizes for whatever he done did that made her angry. She says, "Oh, I forgive you baby!"